November

This room still smells like baby powder,
In the darkness your memory's louder.
Trapped inside, tied and bound,
Spin me, spin me, round and round.

Choked me forward, pulled my lead,
Your voice, your song deepened my need.
All was predictable, all was the same,
It was me, I was to blame.
I thought you would lie,
Leave me to cry.
Because that is what you all do,
Once I knew them, I knew you.

Yet I fell, hard, deep into the dark,
On my chest you left your mark.
I'll be yours, forever more,
Frozen legs and a heart sore.
For there is nothing else I can do,
My famous last words were I love you.